Re: 3rd OOC
Just making sure this place doesn't turn into a dead zone.
Well, I guess its already dead. Living Dead.
The hell wit that. "Lets do this thing."
Snake climbed down the ladder and climbed back on his motorcycle. He looked up at the billboard where the fresh black paint covered the half-naked woman hoisting a cold beer. He wished he had one of those right now.
Scrawled across the beer and breasts, the sign now read,
U AIN'T DEAD YET!
FIGURE IT OUT!
He kicked the old hog over. It fought him for three kicks as the shamblers got closer. He stood up on the seat and then dropped, his foot catching the crank and turning it over once more. It roared to life and tore away from the sign and the shamblers.
If you don't wanna be dead, get to livin.
Let's post!